As I so graciously responded to your jumping me in my city, I chased you through the greenwood. We fought, of course I was losing, but still I forged on, deciding to not deny the inevitable.

so after, I dunno, maybe 20-30 bonds, you ran off. I portalled in and lo and behold you have given yourself dp! congratulations you little rat, now you have all those lovely bonds on me and no bloody way to use them. At least not now. Oh yes, and the

icing on the cake... lets see what you said after such a malice act of cowardice

Your rune-bug picks up words; Fleeting Decker says, \"Sorry, out of megillos. \".

Your rune-bug picks up words; Fleeting Decker says, \"Catch you next time\".

I only wonder what to think of this, I don't really know if I should be upset, or laugh at your pathetic antics. Either way I can see how high you're esteem is, either way it's your little hidey hole. Good news is that it beats the hell out of stockro

oms and you still get lessons.

Congratulations you set a fine example for your profession.

Miss Maddison, Parrian Craftmaster

Written by my hand on the 24th of Leaflost, in the year 1104.